You try to hide them but someone sees

I can see those tears upon your face
Whispering the hurts that won't erase
I hear those sighs those hurtful pleas
You try to hide them but someone sees

It is I who have heard them every day
I have seen you struggling along the way
I have felt the hurts that sank you deep
Caught the teardrops when you would weep.

Why won't you turn to Me: hold my hand?
It is I alone who can understand
Though I can't be seen by mortal eye
I'm always present, always nearby.

Whisper your secrets, whisper with care
Direct your worries with earnest prayer
I am Your Creator I am your air
I have so many things I'd like to share.